Description: He wears long strands of jet and short blue dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Gifted from a young age, Mindartis studied abroad. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the right. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 92. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Immeral was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Justice, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 16000 sp.

Description: He wears baggy blue pantaloons and a brown scarf. He has shaved his head bald. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born in the north to a Layabout, Tharivol learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 600 pp. White opal (400 gp). Blue quartz (11 gp). Rose (70 gp). Hematite (11 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a tan coat. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aerdeth fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and retire the richest man in the east

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Lazy. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1100 gp. Moss agate (16 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Eye agate (16 gp). Black opal (1400 gp). Black pearl (1300 gp). Malachite (16 gp). Violet garnet (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 5'0" and wears a grey collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Rolen wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Rolen was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist, Artistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 10000 sp.